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third graders holding hands indians and pilgrims celebrating new found lands

they tried to teach me that at school

make the white race look superior it's always been their rule

now i can't believe we celebrate thanksgiving as a holiday of unity and peace

if i had my way, we'd all dress in black

and daddy would serve up the white meat

cuz genocide is nothing to celebrate, extinction doesn't deserve a parade

and we perpetuate these lies witht he turkeys that we buy

i tried explaining to my mom but she's too afraid to admit to herself

that her race is a killing machine

take a look around your town and who do you see?

the native american is surprisingly absent in his own indigenous land

do you want to know why? it's cuz we killed them all

it's not that hard to understand, yeah

so i go to college and you know what i learned?

that 80 million people were killed by my grandpa, your grandpa and all of their friends

they bleached out our continent but that's not the end

the last full blooded aborigine died a century ago

if it's possible there's a place in the southern hemisphere with a history even worse than our home

no one finds it peculiar that a tropical island is full of people just like you and me

but astralia's a piece of shit floating in the pacific

buoyed by the blood of the aborigine.

buoyed by the blood of the aborigine.

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